@whlteforest
“At least I’m not some punk sapling.”
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@whlteforest
“At least I’m not some punk sapling.”
whlteforest replied to your post: robotarmedweenie has appeared! What to do? > Scare...
> Scare
NOT THE TREE LADY, GOD DAMMIT --- !!
WHO THE FUCK IS SHE, ANYWAY?! ALL THESE GHOSTS AND DEMONS AND CREEPY TREE LADIES --- !!!!!!!
@whlteforest \ starter call
“Since you’re blue, are you blueberry flavored?”
❛ now that’s something you don’t see every day. is that a REAL tree on your head ? how did you make your skin blue ? ❜
° ★ 。☾ ❛ @whlteforest ! call.
@whlteforest
“How interesting.. You look interesting.. And you smell of that of an immortal,” Florence murmured loud enough for the other to hear. “Who are you?”
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✿ “... You’re one of the mutt’s stupid tricks, aren’t you? Some kind of illusion meant to slow me down. It’s not going to work.” Approaching the other tree lady, Shiro pulls out her shears, already prepared to cut this other her down, without hesitation.
Apparently Mystery’s tried something like this before.
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he was exhausted. three days awake, he needed to keep awake though, nightmares really fucking scared him. slowly he rubbed his face, and began to fall asleep while sitting down.. before glancing up, and squinting. he heard something? slowly he stood up, and looked around.
oh shit! it was that tree lady! he stumbled backwards, giving out a weak noise, and began to sit up. panicking and pretty damned awake at the moment. screaming in fear.
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“Word around town is your after some meddling kitsune that is currently posing as some flea ridden mutt? Is that correct?”
“Well, I think we might have a common interest my dear sweet Cherry Blossom.”